Kaitlyn stared in bewilderment at the ancient-looking sheet of paper in Vivienne's hands.

It was filled with neatly penned recipes for potions, some familiar and some utterly foreign to her. The ink script was delicate and refined as if it could only have been penned by a character straight out of a period drama. The paper itself looked like something from a bygone era, rough around the edges as if it was crafted with antiquated methods.

Blinking back her confusion, her mind whirred back to life. Suddenly, it clicked. "You mean to say we swap this fake recipe for my parents' ashes?"

Vivienne nodded while Anna flipped through the recipes, puzzled. "But will this really work, Ms. Vivienne? What's this recipe even for?"

"It's something I got from Brody. It's not highly toxic; at worst, it'll give someone the runs if they take it over a long period."

Vivienne guided Kaitlyn back to the living room, massaging her temples that throbbed with the day's tension. "Gavin might not even know what the real recipe is. Oliver Grimshaw would never come to collect it himself. This decoy is the perfect bait."

She paused, a sly glimmer in her eye. "Besides, we don't have to rely solely on this 'recipe.' I've got a backup plan."

"A backup plan?" Percival settled beside her. He caught the cunning in Vivienne's gaze and knew instantly what she was planning. "Are you sure she's trustworthy?"

He had not a shred of fondness for anyone from the Abernathy family, even if the person in question was his aunt's daughter!

Vivienne patted his hand soothingly. "There's only one way to find out, right?"

She pulled out her phone, quickly found Victoria's number, and without hesitation, sent a text that read: [Your mother's with me. Meet at Aurora Mountain Villa in one hour.]

"That's that. Now, we wait." Closing her phone with a snap, Vivienne stood up, linking arms with Percival. "Let's catch some Z's for an hour. Anna, give us a shout when Victoria shows." Anna nodded. "Will do."

contagiously, his fatigue spreading to Matthew. As his physical exhaustion took hold, all

them. If they give you any trouble, just knock them around a bit," Matthew said with a stretch,

closed behind

at the others, clueless. "They're not actually going to mine

door. He shook his head, deciding not to burden Percival with

later. For

restless. She glanced around, her

the thought. She didn't know why

twisted the hem of her shirt in her hands, lost

doorbell of Aurora Mountain Villa rang

her sandwich. Her eyes sparkled as she heard the commotion,

"Vivienne! Come out here! What

on the door. Amid it, Thomas's voice tried

snap to action. "It's Victoria. I'll go

Victoria?

and Thomas before opening

in, her gaze darting

up with Richard. The old man wanted me to tell Percival to come home for a visit.

said she needed

by Draven and Jerry, spun around the room like a headless chicken. "Why are you stopping me? Vivienne called me

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